35 ordspråk av Joyce Carol Oates
Joyce Carol Oates
Joyce Carol Oates föddes den
16 juni 1938 - twice nominated for the Nobel Prize in literature, b.
Mer info via Google eller Bing. Boxing has become America's tragic theater.
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Boxing is a celebration of the lost religion of masculinity all the more trenchant for its being lost.
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Boxing is a celebration of the lost religion of masculinity all the more trenchant for its being lost.
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Homo sapiens is the species that invents symbols in which to invest passion and authority, then forgets that symbols are inventions.
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I feel that in my novel I'm trying to re-address that imbalance and allow people to see that Norma Jeane was quite sensitive and intelligent, ... She read a great deal, she tried to write poetry. She was hoping to be a serious actress. But in a sense, it was too late because the American public just wanted the stereotype from her.
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If food is poetry, is not poetry also food?
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If you are a writer you locate yourself behind a wall of silence and no matter what you are doing, driving a car or walking or doing housework you can still be writing, because you have that space.
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If you are a writer you locate yourself behind a wall of silence and no matter what you are doing, driving a car or walking or doing housework you can still be writing, because you have that space.
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In love there are two things - bodies and words
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It is not her body that he wants but it is only through her body that he can take possession of another human being, so he must labor upon her body, he must enter her body, to make his claim.
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Life and people are complex. A writer as an artist doesn't have the personality of a politician. We don't see the world that simply.
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Lots of people I was starting to hate who I used to like a lot. But when you like people, you can hurt. I'd made a few mistakes with girl friends, and one or two guys I'd thought were my buddies, and I wouldn't make these mistakes again.
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Love commingled with hate is more powerful than love. Or hate.
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Night comes to the desert all at once, as if someone turned off the light.
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Night comes to the desert all at once, as if someone turned off the light.
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